Dear Libby,
Time is flying. FLYING, I tell you! This morning, as I got you out of your carseat at daycare, you looked at me... and you looked like such a big girl. You aren't a baby anymore! The babies at daycare look TINY compared to you! I put you down at daycare, and you walk off with Liam, and it looks like you totally hold your own with the big kids. Amazing. But... I'm not ready for you to be so big! You're my last baby, and I'm not ready for you to NOT be a baby anymore!
You are so busy all the time. You walk everywhere. You'll want to be picked up, but the second I pick you up, you want to get back down. You just never stop moving. When I nurse you in the mornings, it may last 3-5 minutes, at most, and then the second you're done, you're DONE, and you sit up and slide of my lap and take off again. You make me tired just watching you.
Oh, Libbers. I just love you so much, my sweet girl. You are becoming this amazing little person. I can't wait to see what you become.
Love,
Mommy
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